It's the freakiest show.
I feel like I should be writing something since it's been a while. I'm not very good at keeping up with my own blog. My thoughts are too fleeting to commit to paper (or in this case bandwith) and so I never really feel inspired that often.
I'm going to try this time though.
I swear. It's not even a chore, it's just lack of material. Once I get started I'm fine, it's just I tend to ramble on about nothing (which I'm sort of doing now, but hush) and it's not that interesting to read.
Well let's see... as usual, I've homework to be doing but fuck it. I'm much better off being happy by writing pointless blogs than destroying my inner self with mind-numbing essays full of things I don't even mean. *cough* Personal Development Essay *cough*
I saw a trailer for a film today, it caught my eye immediately since there was a GORGEOUS dog. And turns out the film is centered around it! It's called "Hachiko: A Dog's Story". I IMDb'd it, and apparently it's a very sad film. Well here's a recipe for disaster straight away...
You add:
-A dog loving fool (me)
-A sad film about a dog (Hachiko)
and you end up with said fool crawling out of the cinema in the depths of despair with an empty box of Kleenex. This is going to be DREADFUL. But I have to see it!
1. It looks like a good story.
2. It has a dog.
3. DOG.
There's not much more I can say really. Not that there NEEDS to be another reason, I mean we all know how amazing dogs are. Right? Right.
Thought so.
It's now almost 1am. I'm totally over-tired at the moment, but I'm content in the moment typing away accompanied by a nice cup of tea (curtesy of my nanny) and some nice music (Bowie & T. Rex).
If only I could write homework as effortlessly as I write this blog. It's taken me less than 5 minutes to get this far, and that includes tea breaks and MSN conversations going on simultaneously.
Oh, pointless musings, how I love thee.
I am currently of the opinion that Glam Rock should make a comeback. I think it's time we all went a bit crazy and embraced good music again in style. Just saying.
Think about how great it would be. Just for a moment, close your eyes and imagine being back in the early 70s and how amazing it would be if it happened all over again. Crazy makeup, awful clothes, brilliant music. Everyone expressing themselves and not giving a shit over anything.
Sheer bliss.
For me anyway.
Now it's about time I slept so au revoir mes amis. xxx